I is wounded

I is wounded, not sure how I did it could have been racing around or when I chased a cat up behind the shed, anyways i's grazed me paw real bad. The boss has put a dressing on it but I keep pulling it off to lick it (its what we dogs do) do boss says its off to the vets tomorrow. Boss says he's gonna book me in for the snip, not sure what that is so will be keeping a wary eye out for any strange implements.
I's back from the vets with some antibiotics and anti-inflammatory medicine and I's got to where the *cone of shame* for at least a week but at least the snip has been postponed